"Hold on!"
Wu Xiaoyu shielded his cousin and cousin-in-law, yanked sharply, and snatched the stick from Niu Dachun's hand. He flashed a wicked smile and asked, "Want to fight?"
Niu Dachun's eyes held a terrifying look, as if he were staring at a ghost or god. But seeing so many of his brothers around, he felt a bit relieved and said fiercely, "Meddling in other people's business, are you craving death?"
Wu Xiaoyu raised an eyebrow and said, "If you can fight, don't bluff. Are you going to fight or not? If not, I'm going home!" With that, he turned around and pretended to leave.
This world is never short of idiots who think they are smart. Seeing Wu Xiaoyu turn his back, Niu Dachun thought he was unguarded. He grabbed a stick from someone nearby and swung it at Wu Xiaoyu's back.
Onlookers, including Wu Dushan, were startled, feeling anxious for Wu Xiaoyu. But Wu Xiaoyu would never expose his back to an enemy without being prepared.
